Alyssa Day

The fourth full-length novel in the critically acclaimed series from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Alyssa Day . . .

“BREATHTAKING PARANORMAL ROMANCE.”—Fresh Fiction 

A warrior scarred by darkness. A huntress born of legend. A passion that could save the world—or doom it.

After two years of torment at the hands of a vampire goddess, Atlantean warrior Alexios is a shadow of the man he was. His latest mission—to retrieve the legendary Vampire’s Bane—could be his redemption. But working with a fiery mortal warrior stirs a desire he thought long buried.

Grace is descended from the goddess Diana and has one rule: never miss. As a rebel fighting to free humanity, she’s trained to see allies as assets—not as devastatingly gorgeous distractions. But Alexios challenges everything she thought she knew about duty… and love.

As danger closes in and secrets unravel, Grace and Alexios must choose between saving the world—and surrendering to the fire between them.

Myth awakens. Desire ignites. Atlantis will rise.

Raves

“As always, I loved this book. Each time I settle down to read about one of the warriors, I know I’m going to want more.”
– Naughty Edition Reviews

“I have been patiently awaiting Alexios’s story, and let me tell you, it was well worth the wait. Ms. Day just has a way with these sexy warriors that leaves me breathless.”
– The Romance Readers Connection

“Day utilizes a nice blend of action, character building and sexy sensuality in all her books. A terrific escape from reality.”
– Romantic Times

“As always, I loved this book. Each time I settle down to read about one of the warriors, I know I’m going to want more.”
– Naughty Editions Books

“I have been patiently awaiting Alexios’s story and let me tell you, it was well worth the wait. Ms. Day just has a way with these sexy warriors that leaves me breathless.”
– The Romance Reader’s Connection

“There were tears, there was laughter, there were moments my heart soared and there were moments my heart feared for what was to come. . . I know what I will be doing on the next release day of a Warriors of Poseidon novel!”
– Leontine’s Book Realm

Praise for the Warriors of Poseidon series:

“Alyssa Day’s Warriors of Poseidon series is fascinating, thrilling, and deeply romantic. The perfect blend of fabulous world-building and sexy romantic-adventure.”
—New York Times bestselling author Jayne Castle

“A PHENOMENAL NEW SERIES.”
—Fresh Fiction

“Alyssa Day works her own brand of sexy sorcery in this fabulous new paranormal series. Warriors and witches have never been so hot!”
—New York Times bestselling author Teresa Medeiros

Excerpt

Alexios’s foot itched to smash a kick into the coquina walls, but the fragile shell-and-sand limestone was too delicate to take the abuse. Unlike Grace. Who was neither fragile nor delicate, but an enormous pain in his ass. Three days with her had been three days of unrelenting agony. Everywhere he turned, she was there, a living, breathing reminder of what he couldn’t have. Couldn’t touch.

Couldn’t claim.

Even sweaty and dirty from training, she was so sexy she made his teeth hurt from the constant jaw clenching he had to do to keep from yanking her up into his arms and taking her mouth with his own. Worse, she was smart, funny, and generous. Everything he ever would have wanted in a woman–if he’d ever wanted a woman. In that way. That for-a-lifetime kind of way.

Which was crazy. Anyway, she had really annoying quirks that drove him nuts. Like when she was planning strategy or trying to figure out mundane budget issues, she had a habit of chewing on her lower lip and toying with the end of her braid that drove him nuts.

Okay, honesty. Nearly drove him insane with blind lust.

He wanted to play with her hair. He wanted to chew on her lips. Taste her. Bite her. Sink his teeth into her.

Sink his cock into her . . .

“Alexios!”

As if his churning thoughts had called her name, Grace’s voice cut through the muted conversations of the rebels like an electric eel through algae. Somehow, after he discreetly adjusted the fit of his pants for the hundredth time in three days and turned around, she was suddenly only a few paces behind him. The late afternoon sunlight shone on the deep red highlights in her rich dark brown hair, almost mesmerizing him for a moment.

Then she had to go and ruin it.

“Alexios, we need to talk.”

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